I have my methods, daddy
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
Look at that, how nice it slides
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
I need a taste to be convinced
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Don't you just love mornings?
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster